Cyberfunk (Notevember 2020, #17)

Come one, come all! Come large and small!
Come spend your credits at my stall!
Gone tomorrow, here today
So check out what is on display
(For real, though, I move this shit quick, I ain’t takin no chances)

The raddest beats you’ve heard (or seen
If you’re part human, part machine)
The sickest flows, the smoothest groves
That make your body want to move
(Yes, I mean that literally – it overrides other body mods)

Plug in, chill out, just float away
The moment this one starts to play
And this? Straight fire, man, insane
Will keep you going like cocaine
(Hence the price – non-negotiable, buddy)

You’ll taste the music, that should please ya!
Certified sound synesthesia
(Side effects: insomnia, nausea,
bleeding, and long-term amnesia)
No need to consult your doctor, you already know what they’ll say

I’ll even do some custom edits
If you can cough up the credits
Only bangers! Only hits!
Only shit that’s full legit!
(No, I don’t mean that literally, dumb-dumb, what you asking for?)

Tunes to fix or to enhance
Tunes to jam, or to entrance
Come one, come all! Come large and small!
Come, can’t you feel the rhythm call?
(Oh, you can’t? Well, there’s mods for that, love. Here, I know just the thing…)